Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Kitagawa Marin whimpered plaintively. "Natsuki-kun, hurry and come in to help me up. I can't get up."

Amamiya Natsuki heard this and turned to look at Mrs. Shimizu.

"No." Mrs. Shimizu sat on the sofa, her eyes innocent. "My power is all used up."

If you played with your phone less during the day, you wouldn't be a mascot now!

Amamiya Natsuki sighed helplessly and whispered:

"Then I'm coming in?"

"Come in quickly."

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki pushed open the bathroom door and saw Kitagawa Marin kneeling on the floor, her eyes brimming with tears. Her hair was tied up and wrapped in a towel. Her left hand was on the floor, and her right hand held a towel to cover her chest. She looked incredibly wronged.

Taking off his slippers, Amamiya Natsuki walked into the bathroom barefoot: "Give me your hand."

"Where is that bar of soap?"

Kitagawa Marin nervously searched around.

Is this what they call 'once bitten, twice shy'?! Such a big person, you can't be afraid of a bar of soap, can you?!

Amamiya Natsuki said: "It's by your feet..."

"Eh, eh?" Kitagawa Marin was startled and quickly said, "Pick up the soap first, and take it as far away as possible."

Amamiya Natsuki sighed helplessly, could only pick up the soap first, then pull the Gyaru, who was sitting on the floor, up and help her sit on the plastic stool.

"I'm leaving."

Amamiya Natsuki clapped his hands, ready to leave the bathroom.

"Wait, wait a moment..."

Kitagawa Marin suddenly called out.

"Hmm?"

"Um..." The Gyaru clutched her chest tightly with her arm, stammering, "I haven't finished my shower yet. If I don't get clean, I can't get into the bathtub for a soak."

This was true.

People in Japan, regardless of the size of their house, almost all have bathtubs, and soaking in the bath for relaxation is indispensable.

So how to save water?

Of course, by having the whole family share one bathtub of water!

To ensure the bathwater doesn't get dirty, a preliminary shower rinse is essential.

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow and said:

"Then you can continue showering."

"But if I wash myself, I'm worried the soap will slip out of my hand again, and that 'Bad Luck' buff hasn't ended yet." Kitagawa Marin looked up pitifully, stammering, "Natsuki-kun, could you help me wash?"

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki narrowed his eyes, pointing to himself: "Are you sure you want me to help you shower?"

"Just wash my back, that's all." Kitagawa Marin quickly corrected, "I've already washed the other parts."

Amamiya Natsuki pondered for a moment, then quickly agreed.

"...Leave it to me."

If the girl doesn't care, why should he, a boy, care?

Besides, it's just washing her back, it's nothing at all!

Amamiya Natsuki's gaze shifted slightly downwards, falling onto the Gyaru's back.

Needless to say, the front was completely covered by the towel, seeing nothing. But her back was completely exposed, revealing snow-white skin, like solidified cream, gleaming with the luster of fine jade under the light.

And those subtle curves and contours, from the shoulders down were fine, but her waist narrowed rapidly with an incredible curve, appearing exceptionally slender, as if it could be encircled by just one hand. Amamiya Natsuki even wondered if his two hands could directly meet around it.

The so-called A4 waist was just like this.

This is unscientific!

She eats more than I do, so why is her waist so thin?

Where did all the meat she ate go?!

"...Natsuki?"

Kitagawa Marin tilted her head and looked over, her tone puzzled, "Why aren't you moving yet?"

"I'm moving now."

Amamiya Natsuki took a light breath, suppressed the subtle impulse in his heart, reached for the soap and towel, and helped her scrub her back.

"Ah..."

The moment their skin touched, a soft, trembling moan escaped the girl's lips, like the song of a Siren, making his heart suddenly skip a beat.

Amamiya Natsuki's mouth twitched slightly: "What are you doing?"

He used to not know what a tempting voice was, but now he did!

To be honest, Amamiya Natsuki almost lost control just now and went down the path of illegal activities!

"It's all Natsuki-kun's fault." Kitagawa Marin puffed out her cheeks. "That towel was too cold."

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki wet the towel with hot water and continued to help her scrub her back.

The bathroom quickly fell silent.

Kitagawa Marin covered her chest with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other, her pretty face flushed crimson, and she quietly settled down.

This Gyaru was usually carefree, uninhibited, and had a bit of a heroic spirit like a wanderer, but having a boy help her scrub her back was a first in her life… She was indeed super shy.

Amamiya Natsuki could clearly see that the Gyaru's snow-white neck skin had turned pink.

"I'm done scrubbing."

Amamiya Natsuki put down the towel.

Kitagawa Marin breathed a sigh of relief: "Natsuki-kun can go out now..."

Before she finished speaking, Amamiya Natsuki suddenly reached out and pulled Kitagawa into his arms.

"Eh, eh, eh?"

The Gyaru was startled.

"Is Natsuki-kun turning into a beast?"

"No!"

"How could the first time be in a place like the bathroom... And Shimizu-nee is still outside!"

Thud!

The slipping showerhead hit the wall with a muffled sound.

"Eh?" Kitagawa Marin was stunned, then quickly realized, "The showerhead fell down?"

If she hadn't been pulled away by Amamiya Natsuki just now, the falling showerhead would have clearly hit her directly.

"As expected, I'm really unlucky..."

Amamiya Natsuki let go, his gaze falling on Kitagawa, and his voice suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?"

Kitagawa Marin only felt a slight chill on her chest, and when she looked down, her pretty face instantly flushed at a visible speed, with white steam billowing from the top of her head.

The towel was gone!

It seemed like her hand slipped just now, and she dropped the towel on the floor!

Amamiya Natsuki silently averted his gaze.

He finally knew where all the meat the Gyaru ate had gone.

He could only say one thing:

Tonight's moon is big and white again.

The remaining content cannot be said; if it were, it would be directly censored by unspeakable forces. Please imagine it yourself.

A moment later.

Amamiya Natsuki tidied up the area around the bathtub and said seriously:

"You stay in the bathtub and soak honestly. Come out when the 'Misfortune' debuff wears off."

"Gurgle, gurgle~"

Kitagawa Marin's pretty face was flushed, her hands wrapped around her knees, her face buried in the bathtub, blowing bubbles with a gurgling sound.

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow: "Did you hear me?"

"I heard you."

The Gyaru answered softly, not daring to look up.

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"I'm going out."

"Wait a moment." Kitagawa Marin hugged her knees with both hands, "It's so boring to take a bath alone, I want to..."

"You want to take a bath together?"

"Of course not!" Kitagawa Marin couldn't help but glare up, "How could I take a bath with a boy? I'm talking about my phone!"

"Is your phone waterproof?"

"It seems... it's not waterproof."

"Then do you think your phone will fall into the bathtub?"

Kitagawa: "..."

Normally it wouldn't.

She always played with her phone while taking a bath every day, otherwise it would be super boring, but today... she'd better not.

"Go, go, go." Kitagawa Marin waved her hand to shoo him away, "Natsuki, hurry up and go out."

Amamiya Natsuki sighed faintly:

"When you need me, you tell me to come in quickly, and when you don't, you tell me to leave. That's too much."

"That's right." Kitagawa tilted her chin up, revealing a swan-like snow-white, slender neck, "It's me!"

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